The Sixth Street Bridge

The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.

Monday, August 20, 2012

I surrender...

Getting hung up on words, I'll just stick with the music that has been a comfort.  A few notes can carry my soul a long way and bring me back to earth when I need it. 

Prayer for Freedom of Heart, by St. Ignatius Loyola

Grant, O Lord, that my heart may neither desire nor seek anything but what is necessary for the fulfillment of Thy holy Will. May health or sickness, riches or poverty, honors or contempt, humiliations, leave my soul in that state of perfect detachment,to which I desire to attain--for Thy greater honor and Thy greater glory. Amen.


  1. I have prayed this prayer often - I'm glad you posted it to remind me. I usually pray to truly desire to not prefer anything that would take me from God - neither health nor sickness, riches or poverty, etc ....

    But truly I do always hope for the easier path. It's an instinct to want security I suppose, and to see the security in this life more easily.

  2. Hoping at week's end, you are able to surrender -- again -- and sigh into your loving Father's loving arms.